When I Became a Girl, an Unexpected Love Quarrel Occurred!

The Blurry One Is More Erotic

Translated by Green Cake

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Someone was planning to have melon and yakisoba bread for dinner, but I couldn’t accept that.

Besides, the only person who got full from the melon was someone else.

So, I decided to make dinner――.

“It’s like I’m being put through paces by Yurizono-san…”

I muttered to myself as I chopped the cabbage.

What am I doing here? I came here to learn how to make panels from Yurizono-san.

And yet, I was peeling melons and cooking dinner.

It was obvious that she was going to ask to take a bath after dinner.

“Well, it’s my first day…”

I know that Yurizono-san has no ill intentions. She’s just excited that her friends are coming to visit her house.

With that in mind, I finished chopping the cabbage and pounded the pork with a club.

Someone was full after eating a whole melon, but when I told her I was going to make dinner, she said she wanted pork cutlet.

I’ve heard it said that skinny people are gluttonous, and Yurizono-san is just like that.

“She even prepared the meat herself.”

I muttered as I clubbed the pork.

Yurizono-san, who was about to smash the melon with a knife, couldn’t possibly cook, and Iris-san-san was also questionable.

The fact that she had pork for pork cutlets in the fridge meant that she was ready to let me cook for her.

Well, I like cooking, and I’m happy when people say it’s delicious, so I don’t mind.

And Yurizono-san gobbles it up like it’s delicious.

“Let’s see, light flour and breadcrumbs are…”

I mumbled and looked around.

I don’t know, Yurizono-san… no, Iris-san…

I wonder if those two would know if I asked them?

I returned my gaze to the cutting board, thinking so with a furtive glance――.

“Eh?”

There are flour and breadcrumbs next to the cutting board.

Had they always been here? No, it can’t be.

I looked around impatiently, but there was no one there except for Chibisuke lying at my feet.

“C-Chibisuke, did someone just come here?”

“Wafu!”

I called out to Chibisuke, who looked up at me and replied.

A ninja maid. The ninja maid put down the flour and crumbs without me noticing and disappeared without a sound.

Chibisuke wasn’t alarmed, and the ninja maids were probably hired to guard Yurizono-san in the first place, so I guess they weren’t bad guys.

And if they helped me, I guess I can assume that they approve of us.

But honestly, I’m scared.

“T-Thank you…”

I thanked in a whisper and resumed making pork cutlets.

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“Delicious!”

After biting into a crispy pork cutlet and shouting with dyed cheeks, Yurizono-san puffs out her cheeks like a hamster as she chews on white rice.

Yurizono-san looks like she’s eating well.

“It’s so delicious!”

Unlike Yurizono-san, Iris-san, who was eating the pork cutlet elegantly like a young lady, raised her voice with her hand over her mouth.

“Of course! Onee-chan cooking is the best in the world!”

Alice sniffs and raises her voice in a pompous manner.

Aside from you, there are fifty thousand people who can cook better than onii-chan, Alice. The world of cooking is very deep.

But thank you for the compliment.

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I finished eating dinner and took the dishes to the kitchen.

Alice was taking care of Yurizono-san, so I was able to wash the dishes calmly.

If Yurizono-san were to say, “I’ll help too!” she would break all the dishes.

I can’t judge, but I’m pretty sure the dishes here are very expensive.

By the way, the little guy is still laying down at my feet.

He’s so cute.

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When I returned to the living room after washing the dishes, I found Alice and Yurizono-san sitting across from each other.

“Sasami! Yes, it’s Mirisu’s turn!”

(TN: Sasami (ささみ), means chicken tenderloin; chicken breast meat, etc.)

Yurizono-san shouted happily, urging Alice on.

“Mikan.”

(TN: Mikan (みかん), means mandarin, citrus, etc.)

Alice muttered with a frown.

“Ah! There’s an “n” in there! Mirisu has lost!”

(TN: n (ん).)

Pointing at Alice, Yurizono-san was overjoyed.

I wondered what she was doing, but it seemed she was playing Shiritori.

“Let’s do it again! Uchiwa!”

(TN: Uchiwa (うちわ), mean fan.)

Yurizono-san, holding up her index finger, raised her voice and fanned Alice with her hand.

“Wantanmen.”

(TN: Wantanmen (わんたんめん), mean wonton noodles; wonton noodle soup​ or so.)

She muttered to herself with a scowl.

It was obvious that she was saying the word with an “n” on purpose.

Alice, why don’t you at least take Shiritori seriously?

“Ah! There’s an “n” again! Mirisu lost!”

Yurizono-san is overjoyed, so whatever.

On that note, there’s no sign of Iris-san.

I wonder if she went to another room.

This is Yurizono-san’s house, but she said she lived here with her, so there must be a room for Iris-san.

Just as I was thinking that, Iris-san came into the living room in a hurry.

“Waa!”

My face instantly heated up when I saw Iris-san’s reflection in my field of vision, and I hurriedly turned my head away.

Iris-san, who is wearing a white blouse, “only” wearing a white blouse.

Was Iris-san’s snow-white thighs in dangerously full view?

My heart was beating fast and hard.

She was even sexier than naked.

I mean, she’s plumper than Yurizono-san, which is bad.

I looked at Alice and Yurizono-san while trying not to look at Iris-san, but both of them seemed to be unconcerned about Iris-san’s outrageous outfit.

They don’t care because they’re both girls.

Maybe it wouldn’t bother me if I were a normal girl too, but I’m not normal.

“W-What’s wrong?”

I heard Iris-san’s anxious voice and hurried.

If I continued to look away, Iris-san might think that I hated her again.

No, she would think that for sure.

“I-It’s nothing.”

When I looked at Iris-san using my inner focus shifting, I answered with a laugh.

That’s not good. Even if I shifted the focus, it wouldn’t do much good because her plump thighs would be burned into my mind.

The blurred image of her in just her blouse made me feel even more self-conscious.

“Y-Your face is red, are you okay?”

I heard a worried voice and a blurry Iris-san approaching.

What should I do? I’m in trouble.

“Udon.”

(TN: Udon (うどん), means udon; thick Japanese wheat noodles, etc.)

“Ah! There’s another “n”! Mirisu lost!”

I was startled by the voice I heard.

“Arisu-chan and Alice-chan. Why don’t you take a bath soon?

Iris-san, who had been approaching me, seemed to have turned her attention to the two of them.

I was saved.

I thanked the two of them and patted my chest in relief.

“Mirisu! Let’s take a bath together!”

“Eh, okay, but…”

She took Alice’s hand and shouted as she stood up, while Alice stood up with a look of relief.

“Then I’m off!”

Yurizono-san shouts to us while pulling Alice’s hand.

“Hey, don’t pull! You’re hurting me!”

As Yurizono-san pulled me by the hand, Alice looked at me as she walked blurting.

“Onee-chan, I’m going to take a bath.”

With that, Alice was dragged out of the living room by Yurizono-san.

Alice, it must be hard, but do your best.

As I was waving my hand, I was startled to see something out of the corner of my eye.

“What should we do until two of them get out of the bath?”

Iris-san voice rose as she approached me.

That’s not good. Isn’t this a very bad situation?

I’m alone with Iris-san, wearing only a blouse. And what’s more…

“I’m happy to take a bath with you, Amane-san.”

I felt a cold sweat break out on my face when I heard Iris-san’s happy voice.

I think baths are meant to be taken alone, aren’t they?

I want to say so, but there is no way I can.

“Wafu.”

I was cornered and on the verge of tears when Chibisuke barked.

I lowered my gaze and saw Chibisuke looking up at me with concern.

Do you want to take a bath with me, Chibisuke? I’d appreciate it if you did.